Apology

The next day, Scarlett woke up around ten in morning. She joined Charlotte in the living room area, wearing nothing but her short satin shorts and matching top. “I’m so hungry.” She whined before plopping herself on the sofa next to Charlotte. “Yeah, I was waiting for you...let’s order some room service.” The two rushed to the phone on the wall and called the reception for their first meal of the day. They ended up choosing a classic Italian breakfast with frittata, bread, cannolis, fresh juice and cappucino. “Is Ryke still here?” Charlotte asked. “Should we order for him as well.” “Yes, I think he’s still here.” They confirmed everything with the reception and Charlotte hung up before immediately turning toward Scarlett who had a sour face. “Don’t tell me you’re still mad at him.” The young woman shrugged, her arms crossed over her chest. She hadn’t slept much last night, overthinking her little dispute with Ryke. Somewhere deep down, Scarlett knew she was the one at fault but her pri